"Boom...... Click......"

There was a loud bang, mixed with the sound of dense bones shattering......

The fat man, who turned into a huge mass of flesh, burst out like a cannonball on the ground.

In the midst of the dust, it crashed into several subordinates, and then crashed into the crowd hundreds of meters away, knocking more than a dozen people away.

A ravine half a meter wide, several feet deep, and hundreds of meters long presents the ground, which is shocking.

"The ?!! of the Church Master"

"Master?!"

The fat man was shocked, and there was even more strange fear, and his thoughts were different......

Swords and swords, sharp arrows whistling.

Wu Long, Wu Meng, Feng Ya and others rushed up, but they resisted slightly, and they were quickly killed on the spot.

There was silence.

Only the nearby Fu River, the sound of the river rippling and lapping on the shore is endless.

More than a dozen corpses crawled on the ground, blood stained the surface, and the smell of fish was permeating.

A ravine stretched hundreds of meters away, with a lump of meat lying at the end, and smoke curling......

"Ahem, ahem......"

The flesh trembled, coughed violently, and the fat man struggled to get up, his eyes glaring at Wu Xin with bloodshot eyes......

The right arm hung down, but only half of it was left. The scorched and broken sleeves of his shirt were soaked in red blood, dripping down, and the clothes in front of him were ragged, his hair was scattered, and there were wisps of black smoke!

If you are closer, you can still smell the smell of burnt barbecue.

"Isn't this dead?Is the peak of Qi refining so strong?" Wu Xin glared in surprise.

Wu Long, Feng Ya, Liu Clan and others next to them were also shocked and inexplicable, unbelievable, they knew better the power of the lord and the power of the purple gold flame.

"Whoosh......"

A bolt shot out like an arrow from a string, and the wind whistled in a hurry.

Running wildly for hundreds of meters in a few breaths, the mighty eagle pounced on the rabbit, and grabbed the fat man's head with one claw in the air, it was Hongbo.

"Be careful!"

"Be careful!"

A series of shouts erupted, and several powerful auras erupted nearby.

A cooked copper stick, a ghost head knife, a cold light sword, and a bright silver spear......

The momentum is like shattering mountains and rivers, and they are bombarded in the air from afar.

"Click......"

The fat man instinctively lifted half of his right arm, which was naturally useless. Hongbo lightning grabbed the top of the fat man's head, and in the sound of broken bones, he turned into an afterimage, and retreated quickly!

"...... Sonor"

Sticks, swords, and guns grazed the afterimage, striking at the top of the fat man's head, reverberating with sonorous reverberation, and the strong wind swept away, destroying the gold and shattering the mountain.

"Whoa, whoa......"

The air flow roared, and Hongbo's figure fell, just falling on the black sideburns horse, causing the black sideburns horse to raise its head and hoof, and neigh.

"Hongbo?!" Wu Xin and the others shouted anxiously.

"Hoo ......"

A breath of white air was exhaled, and Hongbo responded in a calm tone: "It's okay! Be careful, the opponent is not easy to deal with today!"

Looking closely, Hongbo was covered in the body, and there was indeed no injury, but it broke out just now, and it may consume a lot of money.

Look into the distance......

The four of them walked up to the fat man who fell to the ground and was drenched in blood.

The purple-faced king with a stick is majestic and broad, and the heroic and strong man with a knife is king.

The man with the sword was a tall young man with red hair and beard, and the man with the gun was a handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade!

"Why are they?" Wu Xinnong frowned.

"Kill! Run!"

"Murdered!"

At this moment, a shout arose, and the crowd gathered on the riverside was in chaos and ran in panic.

"Alert! Those who are close to 100 meters...... Kill!"

Wu Xin's eyes narrowed, and he shouted decisively.

Because, most of the people who seemed to be running in panic were carrying the killing intent of Senhan, and they were obviously pretending to be ambushers!

Wu Long and the others understood, and more than a thousand horsemen moved quickly, and more than a dozen carriages were arranged on the left, right, and back sides as a simple barrier.

The three teams of dragons, elephants and wolves held guns and shields in their hands, and the two teams of Eagle Dream quickly opened their bows and arrows.

In the distance, among the crowd left on the riverside, there were four or five hundred people with swords, swords and sticks, and gathered around the four people who were in the majestic sea.

On the five large ships on the riverside, men dressed in servant clothes, each armed with weapons, flowed down the boat, each with about five hundred men, and it was evident that knowing that the plan had been revealed, there was no need to install any more.

Soon, a dense crowd of people appeared in front of Xinwuwei in a fan shape, all over the riverside.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

There was a dense and sharp sound of breaking the air, and more than 100 sharp arrows swept through with a cold light, and sixty or seventy people were ruthlessly shot on the spot, shocking many people.

There were also forty or fifty feathered arrows, stuck in the ground, and the arrow feathers buzzed, exactly a hundred meters away from the carriage!

"Those who are close to 100 meters...... No mercy!"

The Eagle team led the Wu Eagle, and the luck was high, and the sound shook the riverside, causing the panicked crowds on the left and right sides to pause.

As long as it wasn't ill-intentioned, he shouldn't have run towards Xinwuwei, and the people who were shot were basically ambushes, so the death of sixty or seventy people didn't cause much restlessness!

The crowd continued to panic......

There were five or six hundred people on the left and right, staying more than 100 meters away from Xinwuwei.

And five or six hundred people each continued to run forward, and then gathered behind Xinwuwei and turned into a crowd of thousands of people, obviously blocking Xinwuwei's retreat. The leader is Luo Shixin, the long-legged boy Wu Xin has seen, and the rest of the leaders don't know him.

Wu Xin didn't say anything, and he didn't plan to turn around and break through.

In addition to trying to verify the idea, since the enemy has been prepared for a long time, it will only be worse to turn around and flee, not to mention that Luo Shixin is known as a Scud.

Xiong Kuohai, Wang Junkuo and the others just approached slowly, and they also didn't make a sound.

At about the time of the meal, the innocent people were basically astigmatized, and the rest were all armed with weapons, the number of about 4,500 people, surrounded Xinwuwei in all directions!

"What a coincidence!"

Observing the other party, Wu Xin couldn't help but sneer.

It was similar to the first battle of Ziji at that time, and the enemy army was still four or five times that of his own.

The difference is that the Purple Pole Mountain Bandit Army at that time had practiced iron-blooded evil qi, and Xinwuwei did not have it.

Now, Xinwuwei has trained his iron-blooded spirit, but the ambush side obviously does not, obviously not an army, and has not undergone militarized training.

It's just that the breath is a little strange, it's not an army, it's not too heavy on the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, it's not like a private guard, and it doesn't have any bandit atmosphere, I don't know where it came from.

There is also a slight difference, that is, the average cultivation of the enemy army this time is much higher, higher than that of Xin Wuwei! Generally, the body refining is seven or eight levels or above, and there are still many Wu Xin who cannot see the cultivation realm, and they are obviously masters of the Qi Refining Realm.

At first glance, it looks like a copy of the Battle of the Purple Pole, but the two sides are reversed!

"The Martial Demon deserves to be the young master of the Wu Clan! There is such a strong person to protect it, but ......"

A Confucian-robed scribe walked out, frowned at Hongbo, and then looked at Wu Xin and sighed. After a pause, some schadenfreude continued:

"Do you know who he is, and if you dare to kill him, you are killing yourself!"

Obviously, these people attributed the credit of Xinwuwei sensing their ambush in advance to the unfathomable Hongbo. Strong to a certain extent, it is indeed possible to avoid evil and sense danger in advance!

"Idiot!"

Wu Xin's words were clear and simple, and even arguments and inquiries were saved.

It doesn't matter who he is, if he wants to kill himself, the king of heaven will also kill him, can he be killed? !

However, he was quite curious and interested in the name of the scribe's "martial demon".

I didn't expect that now I have also created a name, and I am ranked at the "demon" level.

Thinking about it carefully, he can indeed be regarded as a demon now, although he is still not as good as the divine power of at least 30,000 catties or more of the four demons. However, it is entirely possible for him to refine his body nine times, and it is completely possible to break through 30,000 catties of divine power, and it is not wrong to be called a demon!

It's just that, why is it called a "martial demon", because of the Wu clan, or because of the "Martial God Heart Sutra"?